I’ve got my life when my kid comes home from college…and I love it. We kinda slip back into a family centered life where we do a lot of stuff together on the weekends, see a lot of my kiddo’s best friend, boy friend, cousins, etc… We cook together, play games, watch movies, spend a ton of time together. Bonfires and camping and cook outs and day trips. And I really do…I love every minute. It’s very easy for me to slip back into Mom mode and try to make things special and wonderful to come home to…and include Grandma…and just do the family thing. Full Monty. Whip out the board games, bake cookies, give the dog a bubble bath and just relive some of those days gone by. I love it when my kid comes home.
BUT…
I’m also starting to love my other life. My weird new alien life where my hubby and I spend more time together, where we go on dates again, and actually TALK…and get a little crazy, and laugh a lot, and have…you know…actual human identities outside of just being parents. LOL. As much as I love having a house full of visiting teenagers, and found it kinda heartbreaking when my house got so quiet that first year my kiddo went away to college…sometimes quiet is really really nice! Sometimes it’s really nice not to have to pick someone up at the same time you’re trying to make dinner. Sometimes it’s nice to spend all that pizza money and the hundreds of dollars of extra groceries…on some fun nights out with husband…instead of the gaggle of hungry locusts my daughter was a part of.
Sometimes it’s awesome to talk to my best girlfriend for an hour uninterrupted. Sometimes it’s wonderful to take a really long bath and read a book without someone needing something every fifteen minutes. I have enjoyed thinking about things to enrich my own learning and my own life for a change. I have enjoyed doing less laundry and fewer dishes. I have enjoyed long walks with the dog. I’ve enjoyed not worrying at night (as much…lol). I love buying weird new food, and taking up new hobbies, and pouring my energy and attention into me again. I love not having to watch the clock so much. I love that there are shows I only watch with my husband, and inside jokes, and that we’re finding little ways to reinvent ourselves.
And while it’s true…I still leap to get the phone when my kiddo is calling…and I adore hearing about her new life and many adventures…and I inwardly dance a little jig when she says she’s coming home for a visit…there is a very real part of me that quite likes my new life. Took four years to get here…but I think I might actually survive this “kids grow up” thing, after all.
For all you sad parents of Freshmen this year who feel a little lost in the empty nest…I’m here to tell ya…it gets better.
Of course, you’ll always miss them. But they really do come back. For holidays, for vacations, for parts of the summer, for random surprise weekends. You’re still a family. That hasn’t changed. Yep, the dynamic has changed and you have to work on an adult friendship more and an authoritarian dictatorship less…lol…but it happens. You get there, and it’s wonderful.
Your new life will be wonderful. Stop grieving when you’re ready…and let yourself discover it:)
And hey…for a while you’ll get TWO lives…which is pretty cool. Variety is the spice of life!
And before you know it…we’re grandparents and the adventure has yet another chapter.
Some really wonderful surprises yet to come. Hang on, it’s a crazy ride!
